Date: Wed, 17 Dec 2008 00:00:10 -0000
From: gaverage@btinternet.com
Subject: Straight best mate - Part 1
Ok first off, this is my first attempt at writing a story
(since school) and it's mostly about personal therapy
more than making myself or others "hard". That being said
I hope you get some enjoyment out of reading this and
feel free to drop me an email with comments or whatever.
I'm not the best at writing, so sorry for any bad
English!
This story is erotically gay (two guys) in nature, so if
that offends you or you are not old enough to read this,
then hit the "back" button and leave! This story is my
real life, with names changed of course!
Gaverage
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Ok, my name is Gary and I'm 27 years old. In terms of
features, I'm 6ft, short dark hair; nice facial features
and people tend to love my eyes for some reason (Elvis
eyes, or bedroom eyes is what I get called). I used to be
massively over weight, but I have lost nearly all of that
and traded it in for some muscle instead. I'm not
perfect, but who is? Ok, quite a few people are (in the
physical sense) but most people are not, despite what TV
and Films etc. tell us to believe.
I have known for some time that I'm Bi-sexual, although I
have not admitted it to anyone else, I'm sure of it
myself. I watch Gay porn, I get aroused and the usual
explosion of cum shortly follows. But technically, I have
never done anything with a guy. I have been in
relationships with girls and fallen in and out of love. I
know I want to get married and have kids some day, but at
the same time, every now and again, I will see a guy and
think "wow, fucking hot, would love to try some things
with you!" On a personal level, I would never cheat on my
partner, but right now I'm single so I don't see the harm
in having certain urges!
I own a restaurant with my Dad and 6 months ago moved in
and rented out my house.. It made sense to save the
money. I am friendly with the staff, some more than
others, and I suppose this is where it started.
3 years ago I met him, slim (or some might say skinny),
6ft, light brown hair, with a face that could melt anyone
who would consider themselves cold. His name was Jake,
and when we first met, he was only 15, nearly 16. We
didn't really hit it off at first, but when he turned 17,
we started to become friends. this also was around the
time that I promoted him to become assistant chef, which
meant that we needed to interact more at work.
Jake has a charm about him that cannot be denied, he can
talk his way out. or in to any situation and even when he
is bad, it is so hard to stay angry with him. We started
hanging out after work together, having a smoke/drink. We
enjoy chatting and laughing. most of the time we were
joined by other friends and would have a lad's night in
watching the box or listening to music etc.
When I moved in to the flat above the restaurant Jake
moved in as well, for various reasons he was unable to
drive and living above work was handy for him. I of
course knew before this point that I found him attractive
and was glad for the company of a fit young 18 year old!
What is really confusing with Jake is that, he is very
metro-sexual. which I didn't understand what that meant
until I got to know him! He also hasno problem with
hugging his friends and being a bit flirtatious as well
(this got me going a few times I can tell you!) He puts
kisses (x) in text messages etc.
During our first week in the flat, before he had any bed
sheets/covers, he only stayed over a couple of times.
Consider at this point that we were quite close as
friends, he told me things about his relationship with
his girlfriend for example that he didn't share with
others etc.
On one of these nights, our relationship changed, not
from his point of view, but it did for me.
It was the second time he had stayed over since I moved
in, we still had none of the usual bed stuff for him, and
so it was going to be the sofa again. He convinced me to
get "buzzed-up" with him so we ended up getting a bit
wasted staying up for hours and going for a 5-mile walk
at 2/3am.
When we got back we started to watch TV and he mentioned
that his back was a bit sore, not in a hinting way, but
just a passing comment. I was feeling a little wasted.
ok, more than a little, but I was fine, I knew what I was
doing and was not all over the place (I don't get like
that).
I leaned over and said something like "poor baby, want me
to rub your back?" It was in a kind of mocking/joking
voice, but I started to rub his shoulders and then his
back. I just carried on as he didn't say anything. Jake
then discovered that I am a master at massages. I started
to tell him how I had learnt to give them, and how I used
to massage my old housemate (who was a girl by the way)
and that she loved them as well.
We were both pretty gone at this point and I stopped
rubbing his back for a while. After only a couple of
minutes, he asked me to keep going. I honestly told him
that it was too uncomfortable with him sitting next to me
and that people need to lay down. With hardly any time to
think about it, he got up and started to lie down on the
sofa, this shocked me, until that is, he took his shirt
off. Then I was truly shocked.
I couldn't believe that my mate, who I cared about as a
friend, but that I also fancied the hell out of, was
topless and lying down waiting for me to give him a
massage.
When the shock subsided, all that was left was
excitement. I started to rub his back. This time my
hands' touching his smooth skin and it was driving me
wild. He was also enjoying it based on the moans he was
making... Not sexual completely, more of total
relaxation, but I'm sure there was some nice erotic
feelings in there as well!
We were there, on the sofa for a good 90 minutes and I
was moving all over his back, shoulders and neck, every
now and again moving my hand under to reach his chest and
stomach, after a few times he started to arch so I could
get there, but it was not the right position and didn't
last long because of that.
At about 5/6am we decided to go to sleep, I got up (after
leaving time for my massive boner to go down - which had
been leaking pre-cum all this time and I didn't realise!)
and he then asked if he could sleep in my bed cause it
was cold. This was not the first time that I had shared a
bed with a mate (1st time in a while though). It's a
massive bed and plenty of room.
I only sleep naked or in just boxers during the summer
when it's hot. The rest of the year I sleep in t-shirt
and shorts. I imagined that Jake was going to keep on his
jeans and put his top back on.. I imagined wrong!
He got into bed and only had boxers on, the sight was
mind blowing I could see how hot he looked and that he
had a nice bulge, although he was totally flaccid.
In bed he got closer than he needed to in a bed this
size, but not too close (not that I would have cared!). I
said night and gave his arm a little rub and said I hope
the massage helped his back.
I cant remember how it came about, but I think he may
have said something about it still being sore or
something, so I figured why not try and rub his back some
more, albeit with one hand. We were both lying on our
sides/front and I was behind him. After a few minutes of
back rubbing, I was moving my hand bit by bit around to
his stomach and chest (now more accessible! Ha ha). Just
done the front for a few seconds then moved to his back
again, after all his back was sore not his front, so I
was a little nervous about rubbing his chest and stomach.
When I realised that he didn't seem to mind my hand on
his front I started to stay there longer and longer until
all I was doing was hugging him essentially and rubbing
my hand over the front of his body. At this point I was
not really massaging him, I was focusing all my pent up
feelings for him into my right hand, letting the energy
from my sexual desires for him flow into the rubbing. I
even rubbed his nipples a few times, but was too nervous
to be there too long!
We were both pretty out of it and that's why I imagine he
said and done what he did next.
I was working away at his stomach, rubbing over his abs
(not mega ripped, but I still love them!) when he said
"your getting me hard doing that". I couldn't believe it
and stammered a response along the lines of "yeah, yeah,
very funny". He then grabbed my massaging hand and placed
it on his boxers. My god I thought, is this happening?
My hand was only there for a second or two at the most,
but those where the longest seconds of my life. I felt
his cock, not at full potential, but it was hard enough
for me to know that he was not joking. Then it was over,
I can't recall if he moved my hand back to his abs or if
I did. maybe it was a mix of the two, but either way it
was over.
There was a real silence to the night then, the rubbing
stopped and we both went to sleep. Jake was gone in the
morning. He sent me a text saying he needed to get away.
The text did not end with an "x", and I was in a right
state.
Paranoid thoughts going through my head about him
thinking I'm gay or not wanting to be my friend anymore.
I have finally admitted to myself that I love him so much
that I would settle to have him in my life as a friend,
rather than not at all. He is my best friend and I love
him in that capacity just as much as I love him
romantically.
I eventually hear from him later in the day and things
are ok, I felt better, but for a while we didn't get
close on the sofa again.
Every now and again I give him a back rub while he's
lying next to me on the sofa, most of the time his shirt
stays on! In general he really doesn't seem to mind me
rubbing his back or playing with his hair, he just lays
there and watches TV; many times he ends up falling
asleep.
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End of the first diary entry.
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Well guys, that's it. You're probably thinking, where's
the sex.. Well, as much as I'm gutted to say it, there
isn't any. I'm thinking of writing about a number of
dreams and fantasies that I have had about Jake, but they
are just in my head.
This was about me getting off my chest my feelings for
him. Some more things/situations have come up since the
"hard-on" incident and if you want to hear them let me
know and I'll post a few more files. We can call it my
diary!
I'm also open to writing about some sexual fantasy dreams
etc. that I have had about him.. These may be more for
this site and will get you hard.. They certainly do me!
Anyways, I'm done for now.. Feedback please if you want
more!
Thanks for reading!
gaverage@btinternet.com